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He was swimming through a sea of winds that spun and whirled without moving as they shouted, calling out to each other in panicked voices. Their cries buffeted him and sent him reeling from one to the other. Each burst burned, and although Matt tried to right himself, his body wouldn’t […]
twytte 
July 30th, 2021 at 12:53 pm
I love that I can literally hear this. Amazing writing!
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July 30th, 2021 at 9:31 pm
Being able to hear it is one of the best compliments for a writer. Thank you very much!
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